Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Changes

There is something in the air. Remember how Mary Poppins flew away when the wind changed? That's what I feel like right now. Except that I always feel like flying away and never feel like staying put. I was born discontented and three feet from my body, trying to stay, looking to run.

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About Me

I am a product of long corridors, empty sunlit rooms, upstairs indoor silences, attics explored in solitude, distant noises of gurgling cisterns and pipes and the noise of wind under the tiles. Also, of endless books. (CS Lewis)